It was autumn
The eleventh month of twentieth year
A shape came into my dreams
And I felt fear and solitude
But the shape didn't speak stared at me
In life we all wish the best
In life we search for the best
My Lord, my soul is dirty
My Lord, what if they all faded out?
I wish I were dust
So I could fly
Moved by the wind
And my mind would go
Over heaven
And so far away
But now can innocence cause so much pain?
In life we all wish the best
In life we search for the best
My Lord, my soul is dirty
My Lord, can innocence kill?
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